Rising fist.

Mismo estilo que el otro diseño de la mano, pero esta vez un puño como ardiendo. No se...me dio por ahi

FIRE BIRDS

Fire birds
Take me to the sun
Take me far away
All I want is to burn
And rebirth another day

Fire birds
Spread your wings for me
Tell me your secret again
This world don't wanna let me be
Free me before I get insane

Inside nothing

A sun-fed engine, the inside constant.
A flower taken whole.
In winter our wings move faster,
to keep the sun inside,
inside nothing
and we fill the nothing with suns,
line them up, swallow sap,
swallow field, drop by drop,
each step a pump.
Rose to rose
to rose to rose
to rose to rose all summer gone,
calyx and anther.
We move still faster,
fields grow constant,
inside the color of heat.
Clinging we pull our bodies
across a chain of bodies,
become the chain,
climb nothing,
always up,
toward suns,
line them up inside us,
a flower taken whole,
a field built inside.
It rises.
Each blade.
Each sun.

Take my hand

Some days I'm struck with sorrow

Need a place to hide

There's nowhere else you can put life

But way down deep inside

Take my hand and let me guide you

Take my hand when you're alone

Take my hand and let me guide you

Take my hand to lead you home

Los gatos se beben la leche de la luna en los platos de las tejas

Desde pequeño siempre me han fascinado los gatos. Para mí son seres misteriosos; pasa más por su mente de lo que nunca podríamos imaginarnos ¿Quién puede creer que no hay alma detrás de esos ojos luminosos? ¿Qué secretos esconden esas pequeñas criaturas? Bellos sin vanidad, fuertes sin insolencia y valientes sin ferocidad.